Seeing that Su Xing seemed to be meeting him for the first time, Han Qiaozhi laughed and added: "Of course, Qiaozhi also used some privileges specifically for Brother Su. However, Qiaozhi can now summon a late-stage qi-training pharmacist, and It has something to do with this person’s special life experience.”
"How do you say it?" Han Qiaozhi, who was only about sixteen years old, expressed some understanding of rights and human nature. Su Xing was not shocked, but slightly surprised. At this time, I am also willing to change the topic.
"She is not from the Purple Jade Sect, but the daughter-in-law of the "Pharmacology He Family" of the Immortal Cultivation Family at the foot of the mountain. Her husband is a foundation-building monk. The family is prosperous, and with her husband's blessing, she became a pharmacist and has a son. .”
"However, the good times did not last long. Her husband died unexpectedly and the family lost its pillar of support. Other monks in the family competed for the family property. In order to avoid being pursued by their enemies, they had to escape from the He family with their newborn child."
"Finally, by some unknown chance, I became a disciple of the Purple Jade Sect four years ago. Although I am not a formal disciple, I have the status and treatment equivalent to that of a formal disciple due to my ability as a pharmacist."
"But a few months ago, his enemies found out from somewhere that Yue Du was in the Purple Jade Sect, and actually came to the sect again to cause trouble for him."
"Oh? This makes me even more confused. Although his life experience is full of twists and turns, he can be called a pitiful person. But since he is already a pharmacist of the Purple Jade Sect, and there are enemies seeking revenge, why can't the sect provide shelter?" Su Xing was a little confused. Puzzled.
"Haha, poor thing?" Han Qiaozhi smiled meaningfully, "What if I tell Brother Su that her husband was killed by herself? And this enemy is the relative and friend of her dead husband?"
Su Xing was silent for a moment, why did he kill the foundation-building monk with his Qi training body, and why did he kill his husband?
However, I also understood why the sect did not provide shelter when He's family was seeking revenge. Because cultivating immortality is a peaceful and natural way, he has never interfered in the management of the family affairs of the people in the sect.
If nothing unexpected happens, Yue Du will probably be ordered to go down the mountain to deal with the matter before he has a chance to return to the sect.
However, once the orphans and widowers fall into the hands of the He family, their fate cannot be determined by themselves.
And the fact that he is still standing here is probably because Han Qiaozhi took action to help him survive this disaster.
"The sect has not yet made a decision on the nature of the matter, so the He family has promised to take back his family's bloodline, and often sends people to harass him when he comes down from the mountain after receiving a mission, making him uneasy."
"I happened to see him, and I knew that Brother Su, you are currently short of a pharmacist to study, so I asked the senior sister in charge of this matter to give the He family a few words of warning."
The sect also needs to investigate and judge whether this matter is a family matter. Han Qiaozhi may have just vaguely extended the time and warned the He family not to harass her until the results came out.
Thinking of his distraught performance and his respect for Han Qiaozhi, I felt a little clear in my heart.
It's amazing how you can sleep peacefully with a sharp knife hanging over your head and your life in someone else's hands.
"However, even if I helped her, she didn't say whether she killed her husband." Han Qiaozhi smiled softly, as if she had already made an inference in her mind.
"So, Brother Su, you can just study with him with peace of mind, and don't have to worry about repairs and other issues. If you have anything, just talk to Qiaozhi."
After chatting for a while, Han Qiaozhi also said goodbye and left.
Su Xing did not force her to stay because she knew that as an inner disciple she was busy with affairs and the pressure of competition was not comparable to that of an outer disciple.
The number of meetings he met was much less than that of Lin Xixi, but it could be seen that every time he took time out of his busy schedule to see him.
Moreover, he also sent favors every time, like timely rain.
After sending Han Qiaozhi to the outside of the mountain, the beautiful lady Qiao smiled sweetly and waved goodbye. Su Xing smiled lightly on his calm and handsome face and said goodbye.
I sighed in my heart, wondering how I should repay him.
After closing the restriction and heading up the mountain, I noticed something in my mind.
Han Qiaozhi's spiritual root is a middle-grade water spiritual root, which is much inferior to Lin Xixi's high-grade fire spiritual root.
However, every time they met, Han Qiaozhi's cultivation aura was faintly present on Lin Xixi.
...
Soon, Yue Du came to teach Su Xing how to be a pharmacist as promised.
Although pharmacists can also refine elixirs, they are different from alchemists, another popular skill in cultivating immortals.
Pharmacists practice in a variety of fields, including cultivating medicinal materials, maintaining spiritual plants, and refining elixirs into medicines. There are two types of medicines, one of which is the mainstream life-saving or poisoning medicine.
The second is to refine medicinal seeds, which requires proficiency in pharmacology and the art of formation derivation. There are few pharmacists who specialize in this aspect.
Yue Du is worthy of being a first-level pharmacist. Although he looks panicked and taciturn, he throws out a few basic pharmacist introductory books as soon as he comes up.
"Pharmacology", "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber", "Febrile Diseases", "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", "Selected Readings of the Internal Classic", etc.
After two months passed and Su Xing mastered certain basic knowledge, he started to teach him how to read prescriptions and brew medicinal liquids simultaneously.
However, Su Xing, who had always been smooth sailing, encountered a bottleneck at this time.
Su Xing's eyelids twitched slightly as he endured the pungent smell and looked at an unknown black object in the medicine jar in front of his eyes.
Glancing at the expressionless Pharmacist Yue Du in front of him, who seemed to have no feeling at all, he wondered if there was something wrong with his sense of smell, which was why he felt like a knife was being stabbed in his nose.
Perhaps because the He family has not been harassed in the past two months, Yue Du's expression has become much calmer. He has an ordinary face, but the oversized Taoist robes he wears on purpose cannot conceal his proud figure. He said calmly:
"Failed. Just stop here today and try again tomorrow."
"Ahem, Pharmacist Yue, do you remember how many times you have shouted failure today?" Su Xing couldn't help but ask.
"The sixth time." Yue Du lowered his head and said as usual, not looking at people.
"That's the day of the month."
"Today is the second day of teaching in the second half of the month and the eighth day of this month."
"Tell me the truth, how long did it take you to refine this introductory essence-building liquid."
Yue Du glanced at Su Xing and then quickly looked away:
"one day."
"Okay." Su Xing smiled bitterly, "It's getting late, and Pharmacist Yue's family still has a young son to take care of, so Su Xing won't delay any more."
Yue Du nodded lightly, without looking at anyone, lowered his head and turned to leave.
Su Xing followed him for a while, sending him out of the mountain, then returned to the courtyard, sat down and smiled bitterly alone.
It doesn't matter if the name of Yue Du, a first-level pharmacist, is not true or his teaching is not good, but he took advantage of Lin Xixi's play two days ago, acted as a teacher, and guided the steps, so that he could try to refine the Yuan Pei Dan.
Of course it failed.
However, he could at least see some of the ingredients of the medicinal liquid, which was undoubtedly much better than the unknown black object he had created.
After trying it twice more, Lin Xixi's refining effect became better and better.
Maybe after a few more attempts, she would be able to completely brew the essence-building liquid.
Could it be that I really have no talent for refining medicine?
